A Not So Evil God In Fate/Grand Order

It was a bottomless sea of black—a cold, dark, and unfeeling space. And in this space, Seth was on his knees, chained to a wall that had the appearance of a giant mountain with his arms extended to the side, being held by those metal strings. The only light came from some unknown source, illuminating his weak figure.

'Ah... F.u.c.k.' He rarely, if ever, cursed, but this situation surely deserved it. It was one thing after the other, a chain of bad events that seemed endless. He was really starting to believe that luck was a factor in this world.

At first, he thought nothing of it. Aside from a slight distaste from having his first Noble Phantasm be related to that thing instead of him, nothing particularly bothered the black-haired man. That was until he got to this Singularity.

It was all unclear initially, but as time passed, everything became more lucid. That f.u.c.k.i.n.g thing was alive and latching onto him like a damn parasite. The answer came not only internally but externally as well.

He started having anger fits out of nowhere, and those manifested in the form of strong gales and earthquakes. It was undeniable that the said parasite was affecting him little by little.

Stargazer predicted this was going to happen but offered nothing helpful on the advice department. He was alone to solve a world-ending crisis. Nothing new, yet nothing easy either.

As painful as it was to admit, he wasn't strong enough to beat Typhon. In their original world, it wouldn't be as such, that he knew. However, here, where every legend came to life, Typhon's moniker as the bane of all Gods was sure to screw with him in every way possible.

In the end, the only solution was for him to call for a greater evil; the side of him he preferred it stayed buried. It was no use to blame him for what happened as he was also not in control, and being an atrocity with two sides just to keep a balance didn't help. A certain Norse Goddess came to mind. She for sure knew what a pain it was.

As for the outcome that Seth's action would bring, and the subsequent outcome of his other self's action would bring, only fate would be able to tell.

'Let this be a reminder for the future... I suppose.' He wouldn't lie and say he had never thought of using powers belonging to some...unsavory associations to his persona. Yet, knowing that something like this could happen again, he preferred to stay away from them.

'That is so, that is so. We do not want any more incidents like this one, do we?' A voice silently made its way into his head. Guess he was awake after all this ruckus.

'What are you doing? Shouldn't you be preparing yourself to fight?' He answered his question with another question. It wasn't like his other half didn't know the answer already.

There was a bit of silence for a second before a sigh escaped the other person's lips. 'Yeah, easy for you to say stupid little shit. I told you to leave the body in good conditions, and you left it more dead than alive! And if that wasn't all, we are f.u.c.k.i.n.g sinking on the stomach of this vermin right now!'

Oh yeah, did he forget to mention that the first thing Typhon did upon ripping apart half of the Egyptian God's body to escape was to eat him and Herakles? He probably did...

'...Sorry. I guess I got a bit carried away. I didn't think we were that short of time—no. We had plenty of time. It was our encounter with Herakles that accelerated the inevitable.' Leaving the choice of words aside, it was true that he was in the wrong. That went to show you can never account for every possible outcome.

His counterpart snorted in disdain. 'Carried away, huh? For someone who deep down detests fighting, you sure say funny things. Well, no matter. My preparations are ready. I just need a little more time.' Then, all of a sudden, his tone became extremely cold. 'And then I will make sure to erase that worm from existence. I will not leave even a carcass behind.'

Seth stirred, and the sound of rattling chains followed. 'Yes, I am of the same mind. No matter what you have to use. Make sure he disappears forever. I will leave our body to you. My mind needs rest.'

The Egyptian God fell silent for a few seconds before abruptly moving. A sickening smile formed on his face. "Yes... Yes! Leave it to me! Mortals, Monsters, Gods! Everyone has forgotten about the True Ruler of this pathetic planet!" Amused chuckles came next. "Let's take it back... our ????e????i????d ????h????o????e."

Once the Prince swore that oath, a deranged laugh ensued, but even that faded in this dark space after a while.

The time for the Immortal God to appear was near.

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What... was this?

The sight in front of them made no sense. It defied all logic.

One moment they were fighting against each other with the clear intention of terminating the other party, but now they were only frozen in shock, stupefied even. Some went even further and started trembling from an innate fear within themselves.

Around 30 meters tall, a giant body obscured by a veil of shadows towered over them. They could still distinguish some traits, though. The newcomer had a lamia-like body. One arm appeared to have the form of a snake while the other was a normal one, but with fins protrusions. Its hair was composed of hundreds of snakes hissing in all directions. Finally, it had one pair of wings on its back. As the shadows obscured its features, they couldn't assert what they were made of.

As they were frozen, not knowing what to do, the creature moved. It completely ignored them and submerged its snake arm into the ocean instead, all while they were still rooted in place. It kept doing that until it suddenly stopped.

The others tensed a bit, but the monster just yanked its arm, pulling... something into the air with it. When the Servants and Master present looked in more detail, they recognized that object as a badly wounded Seth.

Before they could even react, the snake arm shot like a missile and swallowed him with ease.

Eyes widened in horror; they saw a small lump go from the snake's mouth and through its whole throat and then disappearing like it was never there.

"...Listen. Forget about this battle and escape. Now." Romani appeared through their communication device and told—ordered them in a low but commanding voice. He had checked the readings of that thing, and they were astronomical. If that weren't enough, those readings increased substantially the moment that thing ate him.

"...Impossible. We cannot escape him. It's over for us, I'm afraid." Artemis said after a deep breath to calm herself. Her tone was one full of bitterness, yet also one of resignation. She, more than anyone here, knew the impossibility of the task.

"You know what that thing is, don't you?" Da Vinci questioned her with a seriousness unbecoming of her. Truth be told, she already had an idea, but it was better if she confirmed it.

"Typhon. You don't have to be extremely smart to figure that out." Theseus commented from the side. His usually relaxed face was gone forever, replaced by a calculative one instead. It was clear they had something more important than fighting among themselves now, so he could say with confidence that there wouldn't be any backstabbing... at least from everyone but Medea.

The monster's mere presence alone had scared all the monsters he had summoned. It got to a point where their fear surpassed his control, so they simply fled. The only one that stayed behind was the Leviathan, but he doubted it would be powerful enough to beat that thing. If it were the original, maybe there would be a chance. He just hoped it wouldn't try to kill him sneakily. That would be a pain...

'I would prefer not to use 'that' with little Asterios here. However... something is telling me there would be no other option.'

"Tch. Why hasn't he attacked us yet? Is he waiting for something?" Archer asked from the side. He had dematerialized Kanshou and Byakuya, but his hands were twitching, ready to summon the most powerful Noble Phantasm in his arsenal in case that monster decided to come after them.

Stheno's hands balled into fists. Her petite body was trembling from fear and anger. "He doesn't consider us as a threat. To him, we are nothing more than talking insects."

"...Why...Why did he...?" Fujimaru asked, shaken to the core from the sight he witnessed before. His breath was erratic, and his pupils dilated. One thing was to see a Servant die knowing they could be brought back to life, although he preferred for them not to be killed, though. And another, very different, was to see the man who had helped him from the very beginning and was there to listen to his troubles be eaten alive.

"To gain his Authorities. Seth is the God with the most Authorities out of us all, so if he finishes assimilating him, it will truly be the end. There will be hardly any force capable of killing him." Artemis replied quietly through greeted teeth. She knew what the little Master was referring to even without him being able to voice it completely.

"Then the more reason we can't escape. If we don't somehow defeat it now, everything will be over. Humanity will not have a future." Zhuge Liang said with furrowed brows. He didn't like anything of this, honestly, but they will have to do it regardless of their preferences.

'If push comes to shove, I will have to use that Noble Phantasm, but there is no guarantee anyone will be capable of making use of it.' It was truly a grim situation.

"And you are supposed to be a strategist?! If we retreat now, I am sure we will be able to think something from the future, but now we don't stand a chance!" Romani tried to keep his voice low, but it wasn't proving easy. What he said might come off as cowardice, he knew. However, he was anxious about Fujimaru and Mash's safety.

"It is do or die, isn't it? Then we better give it our all!" Drake's loud proclamation and her smirk that said 'I am having fun' created many black lines among the people present. Couldn't this woman be serious for once?

"I like that way of thinking, and I would honestly like to let him destroy everything as well. Sadly, I don't think we would be spared even if we said we were on his side, so I will fight together with you, people from the future!" Medea Lily cheerfully said. Leaving aside her questionable choice of words, at least that was an enemy less to worry about.

"...We are not that hopeless." Charles Darwin said, suddenly taking everyone's attention from the little Caster and pulling it to her. "Although my Noble Phantasm is made to counter Servants, I originally studied animals. It should be sufficiently effective to weaken him, as little as it may be."

"Even without Mystery, I can tell he is extremely strong physically. We need someone capable of matching that." Atalanta frowned in contemplation. True, Anti-Mystery was a strong weapon, but it was not all-powerful.

"Hah. Fools! Have you forgotten? We have the strongest warrior at our side!" In cue with Jason's words, something jumped out of the turbulent ocean before crashing onto the Argo's deck. Red lightning danced around its hulking form like a silent rage, ready to be unleashed.

Herakles madly roared at Typhon as if challenging him. In response to this, the giant monster finally deigned to look at them, particularly to the Greek Hero. His red-eyes shined with intensity and never-ending hatred.

And then...

He also roared...

It was deep, loud, and powerful. It sounded like the cry of a hundred beasts.

Fujimaru fell on his knees with blood falling from every orifice on his head. Mash soon crouched down to support him with a worried face. She was faring better as she was a Servant, but even her legs felt wobbly.

Fortunately for them, Typhon didn't continue roaring for long. They were able to recompose themselves fairly quickly except for Fujimaru, who was still feeling the aftermath.

"...Just his roar was this powerful... Are we sure we can take him on?" Sanson asked but received no answer. No one could confidently say anything after that seemingly simple display of strength.

"He seems like a mindless beast. We can't take advantage of that in some way." As a hunter in life, Orion offered his own two cents. Beasts who relied on instincts alone were the easiest to kill. However, this one was giving him a bad feeling. It was almost as if—

"—He is an intelligent monster. That thing can speak and understand us perfectly. He just chooses to ignore us." Euryale said, seemingly reading Orion's mind. She was not as angry as her sister over what happened to Seth, but she was not happy either. He was the man that reunited the two, and for that, he had her eternal gratitude. So, no matter if it were a fool's path with a bad end, she would fight and take revenge. She was sure her sister was also of the same mind.

"You two kids are his daughters, aren't you? Any idea that could help us?" Theseus' question brought him a hate-filled glare from Stheno. The King of Athens felt as if he had been attacked physically.

"Don't call that thing our father! He is nothing more than a failed spawn of Gaia!" Of all the people present, only Herakles was not paying to Stheno, so he could see the narrowing of Typhon's eyes at her words.

"If that thing can understand us, then it's pointless to discuss it in front of him. We will have to think about something el—"

Before Da Vinci could even voice her advice, Herakles and Typhon had already moved. The Greek Hero would wait for no one, and the Beast was just simply humoring the pests in front of him. Soon he would absorb everything of Seth, and then it would be time to eat his "daughters." He did not need rebellious pawns in his path to kill every Divine being, after all.

However, the more time he took, the more close a certain God was to escape from his prison. And he was not merciful to monsters.